Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
I feel myself blushing and can’t help it. “Yeah, I’m sorry about that. I wasn’t…I wasn’t sure, you know?”
“I understand.” Bain smiles. How is it possible a prisoner’s teeth are whiter than a future partner at a law office’s? I shake the thought of Rick from my mind. “What was it that finally made you make up your mind?”
“Well,” I reply, my heart absolutely racing. “You’re just such a romantic, you know?”
Bain bursts out laughing. Somehow I feel like I’m on a first date that’s been a long time coming – like I’ve finally met up with a man all my friends have been begging me to meet up with, who they’ve all assured me would be perfect for me. He’s actually quite charming. If it weren’t for the décor, I could almost convince myself we were meeting under different circumstances.
But that wouldn’t be as fun, would it?
“So the whole serial-killer thing doesn’t bother you?”
And then Bain just comes right out and says it. I actually lose my breath for a second, along with my thought process. Do I just tell him that his viciousness and ferocity is actually a turn-on? Or will me telling him that actually turn him off from me? Suddenly, I feel backed into a corner.
“I…you won’t hurt me,” I reply, repeating what I told the guard. That will have to do for now until I can figure out something better. But from the way Bain looks back at me, it seems to work just fine.
“You know you’re right about that.” He grins, eyes flashing as he steps closer, so closer I can smell his scent. He reaches out and places a firm hand on my waist and looks into my eyes. “At least not intentionally.”
5
Bain
Good Lord, she’s finally here. I can hardly believe it, but I can smell her perfume and feel her warmth under my fingers so I know I’m not dreaming.
Elena, my obsession, she finally came to me. And she’s even more incredible than I remember. Even more beautiful than her photo. Being in the same room as her…it’s like magic.
My cock has been instantly hard since the moment I opened the door and saw her standing there, and now it’s absolutely throbbing beneath my pants, just begging to be let out so I can have my way with her.
She looks up at me with open, submissive eyes, and I can hardly even believe that she’s here. But then I tighten my grip around her waist and pull her closer, and there’s no doubt about it; Elena is all mine for the next hour.
I love that she went with the sexy lawyer outfit too. Black heels, black skirt, black top, and even a black blazer to tie the whole thing together. It reminds me of what she used to wear in the courtroom back when we first met, only much more professional and expensive-looking.
“I love the heels,” I whisper as I slide my hands around her waist and trace the lines of her lower back. “And the way they make your back arch like this.”
“Yeah? I wore them just for you.”
“And as a man who’s been in prison for five years, I can say I really appreciate them.” I slide my hands further, reaching for her ass, but am met with a slap on both of my wrists.
Astonished, I take a step back and am met with a scolding stare from Elena, the kind a teacher might give a student who has done something out of line.
“Not so fast,” she scolds, pacing to my right.
“I’ve been locked up a while,” I remind her. “And you’re looking like a filet mignon to a starving man right now, gorgeous.”
“Oh, yeah?” she asks, lowering the sleeve on her blazer. “Filet mignon?”
She lets the blazer fall to the floor, leaving her standing before me only in her skirt and top. Their material is sheer, giving me a good hint at what’s beneath, but Elena doesn’t stop there.
With the flourish of a dancer, she turns her back to me, then slowly unbuttons her top and lifts it up over her head to reveal a beautiful lace bra of some kind of pale violet color. My cock throbs at the sight as she reaches down and begins to slowly unzip the side zipper of her skirt, revealing a lingerie garter belt beneath.
Jesus, I can’t take it anymore. Snarling, I rush forward and snatch her skirt the rest of the way down with a ferocious tug. Elena gasps and whirls around to face me, a shocked look on her face. It’s then I get a full reveal of her lingerie, and my God, is it unbelievable.
“I can’t take it any longer,” I growl. “You shouldn’t have been a lawyer. You should have been a supermodel.”
And then I kiss her. I have to. I just can’t hold out any longer.